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night of the werelusus

Twas the night before…

Well, the night before the next day, really. Nothing special, as far as anyone knew. Just the kind of night that Nepeta liked to spend running about a bit, playing fetch with Purrbeastmom, and eating whatever she could get.Except when her lusus ended up bleeding all over her food.

“Come ON! I actually cooked this and everything!”Nepeta sniffed at the food in distain, letting out a little whine and giving her lusus a Look. You know the kind.“I’m not cooking another steak because of this. Nuh-uh. I’m gonna. Ech. Eat it with all your gross blood. And then if I get ill you’ll be sad.”

Flinching away from the meat, Nepeta closed her eyes as she lowered it closer and closer to her mouth, slowing down as the gross smell of oliveblood became stronger.“Gross…”She looked over at her lusus - nope, ignoring this whole thing - and with a final resigned noise, took the first bite of the steak, tearing off a chunk, blood and all, and chomping hard.“My mouf! My mouf! I bit my mouf!”The steak slapped down on the plate as Nepeta grabbed her cheek, whining in pain, the taste of her blood and her lusus’s mingling from the unfortunate bite to the inside of her cheek.“Mafer fefies my ASS faf HURFS!”Whining to herself, Nepeta could do nothing but wait for the pain to go down, the taste of blood eventually going away as the worst of the bite healed.“Fucking finally… Ow…”

Chewing much more carefully, she took careful chunks out of her lunch, taking a whole ten minutes to eat the single steak - an unthinkable delay by her normal standards. The tearing got easier and easier as she went, until she was finally able to eat properly again, sharp thumb-sized teeth tearing away without the slightest resistance. Stretching and yawning, Nepeta’s ears twitched, her hand brushing against the furred-Fur?Nepeta reached up, and carefully grabbed the tip of one of the catlike ears on her head, tall like a cat’s and wonderfully fluffy. She gave it a sharp tug, nails digging in hard, and yowled in pain, gasping and putting her hands over her mouth.Hands? No, they were more like paws! Powerful, dangerous claws like catmom’s, her fingers turning olive as lush olive fur grew down from her arms! Pulling away her top, her pants, she began to struggle as her claws punctured the fabric, tearing the flimsy cloth and shredding it. Her claws stroked against her nook, sending intense pleasure up through Nepeta’s changing body! Her claws plunged in, back arching as the fur spread more and more, over her face and chest! Yowling, with joy, Nepeta only barely felt her chest getting heavier past the way her bones felt like they were creaking and lengthening, pushing her up and up, out and out, becoming taller and tougher and stronger! One paw moved up her her chest, gripping her massive tits and groping wildly, groping and pushing the soft mounds, her lewd sounds of pleasure echoing around the cave. The hand at her pussy, slick with fluids, brushed against something that was growing hard and long and sensitive - a dick! A big, breeder’s cock, that started small but got bigger and bigger until she couldn’t cover it with her hand, until she could bend forward and lick and suck on the tip, until it was pushing into her own throat and she rumbled in joy, spurting her own thick messy load of cum into her mouth and over her front, her face, the floors of her cave. Everything around her became a seeded and slick mess of olive cum, and she panted and mewled in lust, rolling onto her front and licking at her own cum. It was so good… She was so thirsty…

From deep inside her body, a rumbling grew, going from a small shake under she couldn’t hold back her joy, standing on two legs, cock hard and proud, and opening her predator’s maw wide and roaring like the queen of beasts she was! Behind her her tail shoot out of her body, thrashing about and scattering her few possessions, scratching the carefully drawn shipping wall with an unnatural and savage spiked tip.

Empowered, furred, hungry and lusty, Nepeta blinked her feline eyes. She could smell someone on the wind. Someone tasty. Someone… She could breed.The olive were bound out of the cave, roaring as she went. For tonight was no longer a normal night. It was THE NIGHT OF THE WERELUSUS!

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thank fuck there's another mod active other than mod x, fucking hate his writing style, wish the others would be active instead of the prick.

Just for you anon, I’ll stop writing!

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MOD👏X👏IS👏AWESOME👏AS👏FUCK

I am Mod FJ

And I approve this message

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Knowledge is Power

A quick 1000 word fic I wrote. Not really checked over. Rose and John find an artifact that causes some strange changes in them both. Reality Change, Gender transformation, mtf tg, fxf. - Mod FJ

“The deepest room. Deeper than the final boss. The room with all the treasure in it.”

“John, stop narrating for me.”

Rose rolled her eyes as she stepped into the final room of the dungeon. This room was no boss room. It didn’t even look like a treasure room. Instead there was a single item on a plain pedestal, held in place thanks to the groove under it. It was a ball. It was plain, aside from some writing around the circumference. Rose picked it up.

“The Light that wields this only speaks the truth. That sounds like it could go poorly for me.”

Oh dear.

“Oh, like, it makes you tell the truth? That’d be boring though, maybe it gives you extra knowledge?”

“What, like how you were trying to stare at my ass when we went up ladders?”

Rose had been joking, but John, instead of hotly denying it, blushed heavily. Rose looked at him and raised an eyebrow.

“Really, John? You know I don’t like boys.”

“I can dream! Maybe it’s like… An encyclopedia? Like when you try and say a fact it corrects the mistake?”

Rose considered this, and turned around as she thought for a moment. A simple one.

“John Egbert is a female human.”

“... Yeah, maybe you should say something that’s wrong?”

Confused, Rose turned. She couldn’t help but stare as she realised that John was, in fact, more girlish. H-She didn’t look too different, but the slight change in stance, the style of clothes, the bumps on her chest, it all added up. Rose felt the minor differences settling in. John was a lesbian now, and now the reason they hadn’t dated was that Rose was too nervous about it.

“Uh-.”

“Maybe you’re using it wrong. Maybe it’s like being a genie, you have to wish for something.”

“So I’m a genie now, John? Seriously?”

The sphere slipped through Rose’s fingers, onto the pedestal, with a gentle “thunk”.

Rose stared at herself as her hands began to change. She’d been pretty pale before, but now she was becoming chalk white, like rock. John ran forward, and managed to grab Rose, pulling her down as Rose started to float into the air, her legs fading and twisting together, her trousers vanishing completely as her top became a pastel pink split jacket. She was a genie now alright, and John had a supremely guilty look.

“I’m sorry! I didn’t know grabbing the thing would turn you into a genie! Can’t you turn back?”

“There is no way! Thanks John, now I’m going to be a genie for all eternity.”

“Sorry Rose…”

Rose sighed, putting her hand on her face. John had to admit though, Rose did look pretty cute.

“Let’s try and find something positive though, right? Like, you’re super cute!”

“John, I’m not cute, I’m sexy. Sexualised, even. I look like some kind of genie themed stripper.”

The mistakes just keep flowing for Rose. Her breasts began to expand, pushing her top apart farther and farther, until her nipples were visible. Her ass began to swell up too, swaying where she floated as her lips swelled up, becoming plush and pillowy. Rose let out an inadvertent moan, her makeup becoming more finely done and giving her a seductive look. With the changes done, she gasped, her eyes fluttering, as she looked over at John, who gulped.

“R-rose, I know you like to tease, b-but-”

“But what John~? You’re a cute girl. You’re the cutest human girl out of everyone I ever knew~. We should fuck, right here, right now~. It’ll be good for you~.”

John stared, her mouth drying up. She began carefully removing her clothes, starting with her top and her shoes, while Rose drifted to the ground, bare legs forming, a trail of smoke leading from her hair to the orb. She kneeled down, grabbing John’s pants and tugging.

“I can’t wait to taste your juicy virgin pussy~.”

John let out a cute little whimper that made Rose shiver in anticipation. As she tugged John’s lacy pink panties away, she leaned in, kissing the hairless pussy and breathing in the flowery smell of John’s soap. Moaning, Rose shoved her fingers into her own pussy, which was staining her ivory legs as it soaked into her skin. Hand dripping, she began roughly eating out John’s slit, the petite girl letting out faint cries of joy as Rose worked away at her like a girl possessed.

“Oh, Rose! I wish you could feel what I’m feeling right now!”

Rose felt her eyes glow. Before she could say anything, she felt the distinct feeling of lips on her pussy, which made her cry out in orgasm, her legs giving way as she pressed against John’s slit in a feeble attempt to steady herself. She was a genie after all, and she’d granted John’s wish, but boy was it a doozy.

John let out a weak moan, pushing her hands up her top and groping her breasts as Rose worked away at her. Rose flinched, staring up at John as phantom hands worked her own tits, the massive mounds of sex appeal providing even more pleasure, and she brought both hands up to John’s pussy, weakly working away at her clit, every stroke bringing her even more insane levels of pleasure.

John swallowed a breath of air, looking down at Rose with envious lust, only for Rose to let out a little gasp of air as John tweaked her nipples. “J-john… My pussy’s on fire… I can’t take much more…”

“Y-yeah~. One last orgasm, genie slut~.”

Genie slut. A few minutes ago, Rose would have hated that. Right now it drove her crazy.

With one last rough lick of John’s clit, Rose and John both came - Rose multiple times, the combined sensations driving her over the edge. She collapsed onto John’ her legs twitching a little as John cuddled her, both of them slick with sweat and cum.

“G-gods… And there’s something like this for every player,” Rose mumbled, before passing out on the floor.

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Heiress’s Pet - Part 2

Kartkat felt something tingle in the back of his mind. Oh, he could tell what it was, but he didn’t like it. He’d never had powers before, and now he’d been lumped with them, a weird set, a set that was making his head feel dizzy and full of lust. It didn’t help that he could see Roxy’s body exuding what was practically a cloud of gas. But he’d hesitated, and now she was wrapping her hair around his waist, lifting him up and sitting him on her lap, using her hair to pin down his legs as she slowly began to remove his basic, boring clothes, rubbing her hands over his stomach. He felt his dick begin to swell, and his focus on things other than sex begin to wane.

“H-heiress-”

“Shhhhh baby~. Let’s just have some fun~.”

Karkat began to stutter, but his dick wasn’t meant to be this big, and some of the blood from his head was rushing out, making thinking harder. He looked down at Roxy’s shapely tits, her pillowy lips, and her plush fuckable thighs, wild fantasies starting to race through his mind. He began to drool...

>Cause one change

>Influence Roxy

>Influence Karkat

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Heiress's Pet - Part 3

Change (from anon) - Roxy gets a dick. A big one

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Without any real experience with his suddenly given powers, it was all Karkat could do to stop himself desparately humping away at Roxy's body. He whined a bit, his naked, cute body a perfect sight to Roxy's obsessed eyes. She licked her lips, as...

Karkat could feel the change happen, though later he would reflect that to Roxy it had always been that way. He'd been shuffling along her stomach, and suddenly he'd felt something press against his sweet-stuffed ass. Then it had started getting bigger, swelling and growing, spreading his asscheeks and making them even fatter than before, until they were twin pillows that he couldn't fit in normal trousers at his size. Roxy's growing, throbbing girlcock splattered pink cum over his back and ass, the cool sensation sharpening the heat across his whole body. With a lewd grin, Roxy rolled him over, lifting his legs up and pointing Karkat's dick at his chest as he spurted a few strings of cherry red pre. Roxy leaned down, licking the strands that remained off of his cock-tip, making him shudder. This was too much.

"I can't get your colour all over me though... So I'm gonna paint you pink, so people accept you as like. My pet. And then you'll be safe and we can do whatever I want~."

Her cock's slick head ran over his almost elastic anus. Karlat whimpered, shooting another spurt of cherry cum. She must have done something to his balls too.

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>You know the drill

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Heiress’s Pet - Part 1

On the plus side, he hadn’t been killed.

Karkat shuddered as he was dropped in front of the doors. Behind him were a pair of drones - he could probably run, but they’d just grab him again, and-

He had two memories of Roxy. On one hand, she shouldn’t know anything about him, or him about her. But not only did she know who he was, she was the heiress. A powerful and important lady in troll society, who lauded the imperial lifestyle and her ridiculous riches that came with it.

He pushed the door to her room open as little as he could, and slipped in through the crack, closing it behind him. He squeaked a bit as it thudded, the pitch-black room impossible to see through. The lights rose slowly, centered on a large bed, upon which laid... Roxy

Karkat’s internal knowledge of what Roxy was supposed to be threw up a dozen red flags as every part of his reproductive systems threw up large signs to DO NOW HOT BABE HELLO YES PLEASE, and he stepped forward hesitantly as Roxy gestured to him, her naked charcoal body framed by her hair, her nook visibly soaked and surrounded by her chalk-white bush, her pink lips and nails standing out against her black bedsheets. “Well heya there lil mutie. Come have a seat~.”

“Ohfuck.”

>Cause one change

>Influence Karkat

>Influence Roxy

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what exactly ARE the different stats?

If it’s cosmetic, it’s a sliderIf it’s a direct ability, it’s a talentIf it’s a more general description, then it’s a stat

I’m not putting a name to the ‘full’ stat list, so you guys don’t have to worry about getting the exact wording right lest you become shut down.

You can, if you want, use homestuck stat words. Or d&d ones. I’ll make it work.-Mod FJ